Poo pond medical, how can I help you?

Good morning campers. Another day in paradise. Role 1 meeting today. They are getting shorter and shorter. The Army Captain who is in charge is a PA and very laid back. He was the Role 3 urgent care practitioner the other day and we brought him an appendicitis patent. He knocked on the surgeons door to ask them if they wanted to talk to us. The response was," Those Goddamn contractors know how to do this, they just need to get them admitted to the urgent care. And they know that." Thanks, dude, that's what we were doing. Just because you're at KAF doesn't mean you left your surgeons's ego in the States.  Oh well, life goes on. Planning is underway for our new physical exam center, called "DIDC," here at KAF and at the two other hubs. Of course we don't have the personnel, or all of the equipment, or a clear idea of what we are doing, but we do have doctors and so, bring 'em on. Adapt and over come. Semper Gumby. We are moving all of our new administration staff to the building next door. We also want to use part of that building to do the physicals until we take over a tent next door. Except that has 16 people living in it so they have to find a place for them to live. Nothing is easy here. All part of the fun. It's sort of like a 12 step program. The poo pond is our higher power, we live one day at a time and I'm always making amends. And I don't even drink...